Good morning, all! It's not such a good day here because Jo has taken to her bed with sore throat, chills and a fever. Last night, Jo and I watched a lot of TOP CHEF episodes and laughed through them, and I knew she was feeling down with a sore throat. She kept breaking out in hot sweats so I'm not surprised that she feels like hell today. I wish there were something that I could do.
I am about ready for a round of Brain surgery before I head off to Miami University for (hopefully) lunch with the chairwoman of the Theatre Dept and a visit with the director of Special Collections. There I'll learn what's becoming of my 43 cartons.
TOD: I cannot think of a single thing, but I've got other things on my mind. Maybe later.